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“Your body is meant to be used, not pleased.” I reach behind her and undo the cuffs. “Now go clean yourself up—and don’t even think of getting yourself off in the bathroom. If you’re not out here in three minutes, I’m spanking your ass until you’re crying and screaming for me to stop.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she seethes.
I glance at the clock on my nightstand. “Countdown starts now.”
Eyes widening, Athelia scrambles off the bed and darts into the bathroom. I smile, watching her form disappear before she slams the door behind her.
As she cleans herself up, I change the sheets. A feeling of calm settles over me as I do. For weeks, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about having Athelia like this. She may be pissed at me right now, but she’ll be thankful tomorrow. You can’t get off on being used and expect orgasms every time.
After a minute or two, Athelia exits the bathroom. She’s glowering, but when I kiss her forehead gently, she softens.
“Get into bed, Athelia.”
She pouts. “Are you actually going to leave me hanging like this?”
“I am, and you’re going to obey me like the good girlyou are.”
It looks like she wants to protest, but her fantasy won’t be complete if she comes, and she knows it. So she crawls into my freshly made bed, and I follow her, tugging her close to me.
She’s out in minutes, and so am I—and I sleep better than I have in months.
Chapter Forty-Two
Athelia
When I wake, Wes has his arm around me, and his face is buried in my hair. Light is streaming in through the open curtains. Slowly, I roll onto my back and turn my head to the side to look at him. He’s still asleep, and the morning sunlight does wonders to his features.
His freckles are beginning to fade as they seem to do every autumn. Of course, his dark hair is even messier since he’s been in bed. It makes him look different—less intimidating.
Last night was everything. The way Wes tossed me around and treated me like an object was exactly what I asked for—exactly what I wanted. It’s going to be difficult to find someone who fucks me as well as these three do come winter break.
Wes didn’t let me come, which I should’ve expected. I wanted to be treated like a sex toy, and that means not getting any attention for my own pleasure. I loved it, but I hated it at the same time.
My body is still wound tight, desperate for release. Just thinking about last night has me getting wet again. Plus, even though I cleaned up, Wes came so deep inside of me that not all of his cum dripped out of me last night. I can feel it in between my legs, sticky and wet.
I glance at Wes. His breathing is still deep, and it doesn’t seem like he’s anywhere near waking up yet. I’m still too tired to get out of bed, but I can’t stay like this or I’ll explode.
Slowly, I slip a hand in between my legs. The second my finger rubs against my clit, I have to stifle a groan. Damn him for working me up so much last night just to leave my pussy begging for relief.
I relax as I let myself fall into the world of pleasure that Wes so cruelly deprived me of. His arm is still around me, so I have to be careful not to move too much, but it just adds to the thrill. I’m masturbating in his bed—touching him—and he’ll be so pissed if he finds out.
The urge to test just how much I can do fills me, and I move my finger faster. Electricity shoots through me as I grip the sheets with my spare hand.
And then Wes’s fingers are encircling my wrist and yanking my hand from my body. I gasp, watching as he opens his eyes. His glare is sharp and very, very awake.
“Just what do you think you’re doing?”
“I—I just needed to—”
“Youneedto be obedient,” he growls. “You don’t get to come again unless I say so.” Wes brings my hand out from under the sheets, and before I think to pull away, my fingers are in his mouth, and he’s licking them clean.
“But—”
“I already texted Cal and Kellan. They’re on board with it.”
Fuck.That’s exactly where my mind went—the perfect loophole—but of course Wes thought ahead.
“You can’t do this,” I groan.
